Hold my hand

Being Real

It’s too early,
I sacrificed my sleep for you,
They say your daring,
Don’t say those things to me,
I guess i’m overthinking,
Finding words to describe you.

Dip your feet and find out,
Do you understand the depth of this words?
They warm my heart and scare me ,
Are you serious about what you’ve insinuated?
Maybe I will, dip my feet, what’s the worst that could happen.
Maybe I won’t, because I might end up crying,
Or worse drowning in memories that could turn into nightmares,
I already don’t eat, would you wish for me to have insomnia too?
Thinking or worse feeling, seeing my future with you in it,

Hi, guys that is it for today.

 

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Hold my hand

It’s too early,
I sacrificed my sleep for you,
They say your daring,
Don’t say those things to me,
I guess i’m overthinking,
Finding words to describe you.

Dip your feet and find out,
Do you understand the depth of this words?
They warm my heart and scare me ,
Are you serious about what you’ve insinuated?
Maybe I will, dip my feet, what’s the worst that could happen.
Maybe I won’t, because I might end up crying,
Or worse drowning in memories that could turn into nightmares,
I already don’t eat, would you wish for me to have insomnia too?
Thinking or worse feeling, seeing my future with you in it,

Hi, guys that is it for today.

 

Friends #clapback

Friends. Yes friends. It is the most honest answer I can give. You are out of my league is what I’m trying to say. You are a good the best listener, you spoil me out of your own free will and anyway I paid you back , didn’t I? Remember the day you lacked fare and I gave you some. Remember the day you lost your bet and you came complaining to me. Remember the times I boosted your confidence so you would aproach the pretty girl. I mean what did you think this were? A test to your vibes game. You know too much and that is why we can’t. We sang along to all the songs that came to the radio and we are interested in the same almost everything. I asked for you help and you willingly helped me with my studies.

My eyes light up when I see you because we have some inside udaku to share. I mean who else can I tell about our dear miss wannabe and her little boy toy boyfriend. I hugged you a second too long because you give good hugs and I held your hand to show you something that was happening and you were missing. The moment I met you I knew we would be something more but you took too long to ask me out. Now we hang out with the same people and it is weird seeing you as anything different. My friend the one I will always cherish. There are fears of what will happen if things go south. What if we don’t workout. The years of friendship down the drain. It is not worth the risk. You are the person I need in my corner not my heart. The person I need when my heart is broken by the world out there. The person I will trash talk my exes with. I don’t want you to be the ex. I’m sorry you felt alone but that you have to deal with it. Don’t worry your girl is here and she will help you find the one. And for the times I’m vague and the signs are mixed up. You are among the people I cherish the most in my life and if that changes you enter another dimension. A place where today confess our love and tomorrow we can not stand each other. It is a scum. So yes you are special. But not in that direction.

It had to be said. I explained it in the simplest term possible because I read what you said and I’m sorry for putting you in that position.

TDH

This one is just for you…TDH.

It has been a while,

Since I saw you smile,

Did you forget to dial?

The number I gave you a while back?

True I see you a lot,

I hope we’ll be on the same boat,

No doubt me wearing your coat,

Trying to stay afloat.

Counting days and months,

That you’ll be the one,

When all is said and done,

We’ll walk hand in hand.

Then I’ll call you mine,

We’ll sit to wine and dine,

Spending all our time,

Being each others spine.

But now we are far apart,

Because I can’t play the part,

And you just have to start,

The ship that will be our past.

Words by a girl with a serious crush.

A poem

Hey guys and girls, it has been a while since I posted anything. Spend some time writing poems. Here is the first one . Enjoy and comment and ask questions.

Caring

Care to comment,

Words that torment,

How we covet,

What is not meant.

Care to share,

What we don’t dare,

Because we’ll left bare,

But that we can’t share,

Care to move,

But my butt groove,

Plus there’s no space,

What they mean it’s just hate.

Care to drink,

What they think,

That’s how to pick,

A cool chick.

Here we share,

Because we care,

And then we move,

For you to fit.

Friends

I mean we are going on strong. The jokes are personal. The signs I send are as clear as day. Why do you always back out in the last minute? I have moved mountains and walked through coal for you. Don’t you see that? I have carried your bag. I have bought you lunch . I have invited and paid for your movie experience. I have let you copy my work. I have tutored you. I took care of you when you were low. I soothe your pain away. I even became your punching bag and pillow when you needed me. Question is weren’t we still strong? Weren’t we almost at the finish line?

Maybe I overdid it. Maybe I made you feel too special. So you took it for granted. Maybe I made it a routine. Maybe you missed the signs. How could I fall so deep and you not even move an inch. How did I let myself fall for myself. How did I fall for my friend? Isn’t it a taboo to fall for your friend? Isn’t it an unspoken rule to maintain friendship the boundery can not be crossed? I mean the attraction was strong but the friendship chains were stronger .

It is all my fault. I should have made it clear from the first time we met. That I wanted more but that was a touchy subject. I had to warm your heart first. How would I have know that all this stime it was a stant to make my best friend jelous. You should have told me that we are just friends. Them may be I would have been there persuading my heart to not look at you that way anymore. That my dreams are not filled with the little things you do. To remind me that we are best friends. Friend zoned. A place I feel alone. A place I’m the first one you call but the last you say the words to. A place we do so much but so little together. Our little bubble that looks like it is all in my imagination.

I have questions. Why did you say yes to late night studies? Why did you give me that nice bracelet with a heart on it? Why did you insist on cleaning my wounds? Why we’re you up all night listening to my rant? Why did you encourage me. Why did you hold on to my arm for that long? Why do you give me very tight hugs? Why are you exited to see me walk towards you?

Aren’t this all the signs. Did I miss read them?

For a friend 😀

Listen and observe

Have you ever listened to someone and realized that every time you talk a certain topic always to comes up? What we say is largely determined by our experiences. Thing we have faced and what left a big impact in our lives. Our best and worst experiences and moments. This are the topics that find their way in our daily conversation. It is an automatic thing we don’t control. It may be our favourite bible verse, our parents stories, marriage, boy/girls, our icon, ourselves,politics and the list is endless. It is only a few who detect this .

Why does this happen? It happens when something has hit a raw nerve. A conversation can not end without talking about the person you like. This is because we think that others don’t pay attention to what we emphasis on and to repeat it is a way to assure ourselves that they have heared. We want to relive certain moments of our live that is why we talk about certain things so much.

My dad constantly reminds us about school and how school is important and how school is the key to a great honest life. This is because his brothers and sisters are misserable because the refused to go to school and have an education. He ensure that his children don’t end up like his brothers and sisters by mentioning the school topic so much.

My mum does not stop praising her college years. They always come up. Oh they went here, oh they saw this, ohh this room mate was funny, ohh that one was talented , ohh hokey was the game and on and on. It is something she can may not not talk about.

A friend will find a way to bring to life a certain bible verse during bible study and even in arguments. I think he feels like that is the message that was given to him and he would not stop until everyone knows about it. Then there is this other person who goes on and on about himself. I don’think they notice. My girlfriends never stop talking about hair and clothes and boys and food. Now they do because I pointed it out. It is good to have topics that interest you and that you can openly talk about them without any fear.

This is just an observation and I love observing people and things.